...[I]t was Daly who would provide the stunner of the morning.
His blast-from-the-past round was made more eye-popping by his
current role as a walking fashion catastrophe.

Daly hit the course looking like a technicolor experiment gone
frightfully bad: lavender paisley pants, a peach shirt, a blue
sweater, often accessorized by a cigarette hanging from his lips.
The get-up has been Daly’s thing for the past year or so and he
said he built this particular mash-up on his “good luck start
pants.”

This might have been the modern version of Daly, but his game
took on tones of 1995, when he won the Open at St. Andrews in one
of the many resurrections of his troubled career. His 66 matched
his best round at any British Open, and the last time he managed
it was 1993.